My mother thinks I’m sick

She smelled that liquor on my breath

Liquor on my breath

They killed my brothers shit

I saw those blood stains on his chest

Blood stains on his chest

Chorus :

I’m drinking good (drinking good)

Face it your wasted

Roll through my hood (through my hood)

Face it your wasted

Verse 2 :

Tell me how you feel

Brothers getting killed

Mothers getting old

Want to sell my soul

Want to leave it dead

Want to give it all

Want to give it all

Chorus :

I’m drinking good (drinking so good)

Face it your wasted

Roll through my hood (through my hood)

Face it your wasted

Bridge:

Guns is loaded, tell the savior I am on my way

Another nigga shot and killed it’s just another day

Gripping on this pistol, hope that’s shit will set me free

They gone stop killing all these black people

Someday

Outro:

This is a story of a young black man

Shot down with no gun in his hand

His mother starts to cry

This is a story of a young black man

Shot down with no gun in his hand

His mother starts to cry

So his mom screams why

Why me

My son had a college degree

God fearing, prayed on two knees but

These things those cops can’t see

They see a light nigga dark nigga rich nigga poor nigga

Light nigga dark nigga rich nigga poor nigga

Still a nigga

Still a nigga

They see a light nigga dark nigga rich nigga poor nigga

Dumb nigga, smart nigga

High nigga low nigga

Run nigga, run nigga

Hands to the sky nigga

Freeze nigga please nigga

Fears in your eyes nigga

They don’t really care if we dead or alive nigga

Dead or alive nigga , dead or alive nigga

Nigga and flies, oh how they despise

The more they see niggas the more they like flies yeah

More they see nigga man the more they like flies yeah

More they see nigga man the more they like flies yeah

More they see nigga man the more they like flies yeah

More they see nigga man the more they like flies yeah